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"Today is the day to officially sign the contract. After completing the physical examination, you can join the first team."

The youth training director led the young Fabregas towards the office building.

For these youth training coaches, even though they have only taught Fabregas for one year, they all agree that with Fabregas’ talent, he will definitely achieve high achievements at Arsenal.

This is the seed of a true midfield master!

Fabregas followed obediently beside the youth training director, with excitement in his eyes.

Born in La Masia, Fabregas failed to stand out among the talents.

At La Masia, everyone is focused on Messi.

In the same position, Xavi and Iniesta suppressed him like two mountains.

In search of opportunities, he traveled to England.

And now, he finally had his chance.

This year, Fabregas is only 17 years old, and he has an opportunity to enter the Arsenal first team.

How could this not make him excited and happy!

Fabregas was led into the office building by the youth training director and went all the way to the head coach's office.

"Professor! I'll bring Cesk to sign the contract."

The head of youth training knocked on the door.

There was no movement in the house.

"professor?"

The head of youth training increased the intensity and hit it hard several times.

There was finally movement in the house.

Following a burst of noise, the office door opened after a moment.

Thick smoke spread from the house, choking people to tears.

The youth training director and Cesc Fabregas couldn't help but cover their mouths and noses.

They saw in the smoke that Wenger, who had always been gentle and elegant, looked embarrassed.

His eyes were bloodshot, his hair was messy, his shirt collar was wide open, and his face looked tired, but his eyes were filled with excitement.

"what time is it?"

Wenger asked blankly.

The director of youth training covered his mouth and nose. The smell of cigarette smoke on Wenger's body was too strong.

"10 a.m., Professor!"

Wenger immediately turned around and entered the office.

The youth training director and Fabregas were confused. They looked at each other and walked in together.

The office is extremely messy.

The TV was on, with a colorful busy screen projected on it.

The player below spits out half a videotape.

The floor and sofa were covered with densely packed paper balls.

The ashtray on the reception table has long been filled with cigarette butts, rising upwards, and some sparks have not yet been extinguished, sending curls of smoke upwards.

Wenger's style has always been simple and clean.

It was surprising how unkempt he looked.

Under the puzzled looks of the two people, Wenger hurriedly searched for a moment on his desk, finally found his cell phone from the paper ball, and dialed it immediately.

While waiting for the answer, Wenger was pacing back and forth, shaking his legs from time to time, frowning, and looking impatient.

The call is connected.

That's what Wenger said when he came up.

"Where are you!"

London, Heathrow Airport, Dawo Suk was stunned for a moment as he was preparing to go through customs.

"I'm at the airport."

"Where are you going?"

"Go to Spain!"

"Why are you going to Spain?!"

Wenger asked in a very fierce tone.

Dawo Suk felt unhappy.

You care what I do!

Just when Dawo Suk was about to hang up the phone.

"stop!"

In desperation, Wenger actually shouted out, his tone even more commanding.

But soon, he softened his mood: "Davao, let's talk. If it's inconvenient for you, I can go find you."

Now, Dawo Suk was even more confused.

"Professor, what do you want to do!"

"Suk!" Wenger said directly; "It's not you, it's another Suk. Let's talk about him. I still have a lot of things I want to know. You're right, I should watch that videotape. But why is there only one game on the damn tape? You should get more!"

"Come back, Davao! Let's talk! Let's talk calmly!" After a pause, Wenger gritted his teeth; "Don't let me go to Spain to catch you!"

Davor Suker: "Should I rush back now, or should I go to the club?"

Wenger finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's right! I'm waiting for you!"

After saying that, Wenger slowly put down his phone, his whole body showing an extremely tired look.

Wenger slumped down on his desk and looked weakly at the youth training director and Fabregas.

"I have some things to deal with. I only do one thing today." Wenger issued an eviction order.

The youth training director also nodded immediately.

Although he was curious about why Wenger was so out of control, he still led the confused Fabregas away.

When Davor Suker returned to Wenger's office again.

Wenger had already finished washing and received him with a spring-breathing smile.

"sit down!"

After that, Wenger stood up and asked, "Would you like some coffee?"

Davor Suk: "Professor, let's get straight to the point!"

Wenger smiled and sat in front of Davo Suker.

"That's right, let's do it! Okay! Let's talk about Su Ke."

A week later, Davor Suker arrived in Zagreb.

"Arsenal agrees?"

Boban asked expectantly.

"More than just agreement, the old man is extremely anxious."

Davao Suk felt funny when he thought of Wenger's eagerness to recruit but couldn't save his face.

"The professor wants to finalize the transfer in the winter window, but I think we have to wait until the summer window." Davor Suker smiled and then sighed; "It's just that the professor is not very interested in Luka."

"That's okay! The two of them have a good relationship, but it doesn't mean they have to be together until the end. Playing for different clubs is also a good choice."

"Let's finalize Suk's matter first and then talk about it."

Dawo Suk breathed a sigh of relief.

Boban: "It's time to talk to Besic now."

Davor Suker; "Let's go! Let's go to the training base."

Inside the head coach's office at Dinamo Zagreb.

"When I first went there, the old man didn't even look at me. He thought I was asking him for help and causing him trouble! I was so angry that I prepared to go to Spain to find the team. Unexpectedly, the old man called me impatiently. You guys I definitely want to see the always elegant old French man look anxious! Hahahahaha!"

In the office, Davor Suk vividly told what happened in London.

Boban didn't speak, he looked at Besic.

Besic stared at the information in his hand and had no intention of paying attention to it.

The atmosphere is not good!

Boban glanced at Davo Suk.

Dawo Suk smiled and said: "Hey, man, I did you a big favor, how should you thank me?"

Besic didn't even look up.

"I should beat you up!"

Dawo Suk laughed and said, "Are you kidding me?"

boom! ! ! ——

Besic suddenly hit the table and became angry!

"Shit!! You are a fucking bastard! What are you showing off?! Selling my players to other teams and then showing off in front of me?"

The atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point.

Davor Suk looked at Besic blankly.

This friend who had grown up with him was so angry for the first time.

"you"

"Davor Suker!" Besic pointed at Davor Suker's nose and cursed; "You have been a genius since you were a child. Your career has gone smoothly. In the first team, you will always be the best one. You You look down on me from the bottom of your heart!"

"I didn't!" Dawo Suk was a little flustered.

"No?!" Besic sneered; "You two discussed selling my players in front of me. Did you get my consent? Have you considered my feelings and asked for my opinion? "

"At the beginning, Boban joked that you blocked the head coach's mouth in the club. At that time, he was reminding you to shut up! You idiot!"

Boban was silent.

Dawo Suk was stunned by the scolding.

"I am the head coach here! Only I have the right to buy and sell my players, you don't!"

Besic walked out of the desk and pushed Davor Suk onto the sofa.

Besic cursed angrily: "I recruited them, I gave them resources, and let them grow. I paid so much, I bet on my future, and now it has finally blossomed, and you want to pick the fruit? I’m getting out of here, it’s impossible!”

"But now the professor is with Arsenal!"

"I don't care about his professor or his arsenal!" Besic's eyes were red and fierce.

"Impossible! I won't let them go! They can't leave!! -"

Upon hearing this, Dawo Suk was instantly excited.

"Go! Must go! There is no possibility for them to grow if they stay here!"

"Get out! Whether they leave or not is up to me! If I don't let them go, they won't be able to leave!"

Besic was angry: "I have worked so hard to train them for half a year, only half a year! Are you going to take them away? I bet so much, but in the end I got nothing? This is impossible !”

"I am the one who trains them!" Dawo Suk also said angrily; "I am the one who teaches them how to play football."

"You narrow-minded bastard, they are the future of Croatia. If you suppress them, you are a sinner!"

"No matter what the future is, they can't leave until I get some benefits!"

"Son of a bitch!"

Dawo Suk's eyes widened, and he was about to take action.

Boban had quick eyes and quick hands, so he immediately stood up to stop him.

"Both of you, please calm down. We are exploring possibilities now, not deciding to transfer!"

Dawo Suk turned his head: "Turn! You must turn!"

Besic frowned: "I can't leave!"

"Keep your voice down!" Boban scolded in a low voice; "It would be bad for you and them if this kind of thing spreads."

"When you calm down, you guys are chatting. That's it for today."

After saying that, Boban took Davao Shukla away.

"Look at that ugly face! That guy has been narrow-minded since he was a child. He is just jealous of me because I play football better than him!"

After walking out of the office building, Dawo Suk was still cursing.

Boban said in a deep voice; "Suk, calm down, we did something wrong in this matter."

"We are here for Suk and Luca"

Boban interrupted; "But have you considered Besic's feelings?"

"If you were the head coach and I negotiated with other teams about the transfer of core players in your team without your consent, would you be happy?"

Dawo Suk was stunned.

"I just"

"I know." Boban sighed: "You are a straight-minded person. You just want Suk and Luka to have a better growing environment, but that's not how things work!"

Davo Suk pointed at Boban.

"You agreed at the beginning."

"I thought you made an agreement with him." Boban said angrily; "Who knew you could exploit your own corner and give it to others!"

"Then what should we do now?" Dawo Suk: "Professor's side."

"Put it off!" Boban had a headache; "Put it off until the summer window first."

"If Besic still doesn't agree."

"Then keep putting it off." Boban sighed; "If the professor really wants it, he will keep waiting. There is another key issue."

"What?"

Boban: "We have been discussing this issue, but as the parties involved, do they know? We have to respect their opinions!"

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